The Troubled Twin (Book One of The Twin Series) (EDITING IN PROGRESS)

Chapter 18

Last night we were at the police station for probably two hours. During those two hours Dani ended up leaving. She was seriously pissed about the Liam and the fighting thing. She said that she was never coming back to see Liam. His face fell when she said that but he soon recovered and went on to say how she was a controlling and manipulative bitch. That is when she stormed out of the police station.

Now we had just gotten off the plane in New York for our first set of interviews. We would be going on Good Morning America and the boys would be playing a song then after that we were going to be interviewed. Paul had a van rented and was driving us to our hotel. We were going to be staying in some fancy hotel place. Zayn and I were sharing a room, Harry and Lou were also sharing, and that left Niall and Liam. I would never tell my brother this but I totally shipped Niam.

"Ugh, I'm so tired," I said then collapsed on the fluffy kind size bed. Zayn fell down beside me.

"I am too," He said with a yawn. I turned on my side and cuddled up to him. I felt like I was going to fall asleep when there was a knock on the door.

"Simon wants us to do a radio interview with Elvis Duran later. We leave in an hour and a half." Liam said through the door. Both Zayn and I groaned.

"You take get ready first, I'm going to sleep." Zayn said with a smirk on his face. I rolled my eyes but got up anyway because I really wanted to take a hot shower. I walked to the bathroom that is in our room and tried to figure out how it worked. Once I finally figured it out I jumped in and started washing my hair, which was really hard to do. I have a lot of hair and forgot to bring my shampoo and conditioner with me. The little shampoo and conditioner that was in the bathroom was gone when I got out. I then washed my body with the hotel soap. I got out and wrapped the small towel around me then walked into the room. Zayn heard me and lifted his head up. Once he saw me his eyes grew wide. He then jumped up and ran into the bathroom.

"You ok Zayn?" I asked, trying to stifle my laugh.

"Just peachy! Going to be taking a cold shower now!" He said through the door. I let my laugh out and went to put on clothes for the interview. I put on a tank top that said 'Have A Nice Day' on it. I saw Louis wearing a shirt like it one time. I also put on some yellow skinnies to match the face on the jeans. For shoes I put on a pair on combat military boots. I also put on a bowler hat to cover up my fizzy hair and added my favorite bracelet to the ensemble. When I got done getting dressed Zayn came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. Dammit, he looks good. I never get tired of looking at his body and the tattoos that were on display. While he was getting dressed I was putting on some light makeup.

"Are you ready?" I yelled from the bathroom.

"Yeah, have you done your hair?" I yelled back. I had a smirk on my face but he couldn't see it.

"Nah, I'm just leaving it like it is." He yelled back. I ran out of the bathroom and saw that his hair was in fact left in its natural state. I think he looked better like that but he looked completely different.

"Zayn Malik, not doing his hair? What is this world coming to?!" I yelled and dropped to the floor. I knew he was rolling his eyes.

"Come on you crazy child, get up so we can go to Liam's room." He said then helped me from the ground. He had his arm around my waist and led me down the hallway to my twin's room. I then proceeded to beat on the door.

"Leeeeeeyum! Lemme in!!!" I shouted. And to my luck the door behind us opened up. I turned and saw my brother and Niall leaning against the door frame. They both looked like they were going to die if they didn't laugh. I turned back to the door I was looking at and saw an old couple glaring at me.